I don’t care how horny you are you don’t touch yourself or cum unless we give you permission.” “Dammit! This was gonna be an excruciating week...if I wasn’t allowed to cum.” I thought to myself. But what I said was “yes sir.” And went back to licking his wife’s pussy. While I was eating Candace out I could hear Al start to moan. “Thank god maybe once he cums he’ll either let me cum or got to bed. I need both equally.” I thought to myself. He suddenly jumped off the couch and pulled my head up by. However, there’s a reason why I come along with her. Not only to choose what I’d like, but also for ‘him’. I remember the first time I saw him when I accompanied my mother to the store. He’s an employee there and when our eyes first met, I immediately felt a sexual tension between us. The moment he flashed me that flirty smile, I was sold. Ever since, I always joined my mother to the store, hoping I’d see him again. Sometimes I was lucky enough to see him, other times I didn’t. When I did, I. Jacque laughed at my predicament. And offered to hold any part of myskirt I wanted him to. I playfully batted his hand away from my skirt andturned back to the stunning view. As I stood there, feeling Jacque soclose to me, Jacque reached both arms around me and hugged tightly. Hisarms were under my breasts and giving a slight upward squeeze. Then histwo hands had cupped my breasts. My breath stopped. I leaned back in hisarms and tilted my head back. Slowly he turned me to him. My bra. "Damn the thunders!" you mumbled. Only the sound of clock ticking answers your discomfort. You finally give up your comfy bed and push yourself up. You make your way to the kitchen to find something to drink.You found the half can of lemonade you left on last night's dinner. A quick gulp freshens you up and you are much more awake. You start to feel cold as you realize you have left the warmth of your blanket and your sweater in the bedroom. You shiver a bit, feeling the need to pee. "Ahh...".